As I wrote the title to this post I realized the question could be heard a couple of ways. It could be a flippant question indicating that your soul isn’t really of any importance. That perspective could easily describe the state of the culture we live in. We’re living in an age of anything goes. Freedom to enjoy the physical, emotional, mental stimulants of the world is the greatest good it seems. Problem is, some of those stimulants are corrosive to the soul. I’d name them, but the list wouldn’t be exhaustive and I imagine you can think of some of them. If you want the major categories, check out the top ten God gave to Moses in Exodus 20.
That way of looking at the question leads me to the way I’d like you to hear this question. Who in your life cares about your soul?
Don’t answer too quickly. I’m not talking about someone who cares about your well-being. Those friends are not in abundance, but most of us have a few, at least. What I’m talking about is someone who cares about your soul. Caring about your soul means caring about your relationship with God in Jesus Christ. Caring about your soul means they want to know how the Spirit of God is moving in you and they have great hopes for the ways God is transforming you more and more into the image of Jesus Christ.
Who cares about your soul? Who knows the condition of your soul and the truth about your relationship with God right now? Is there anyone who knows you long to hear God’s voice but you haven’t? Or you haven’t in a while anyway. Is there anyone who knows you feel far from God at the moment? Anyone who knows that God spoke to you this morning in your prayer time? Anyone who knows God is challenging you to take a new step of faith and that it both excites you and scares you to take that step?
We need someone who cares about the state of our soul and our interaction with God. If we keep these things to ourselves we end up feeling distant without hope; we end up avoiding the call to do the impossibly amazing; we end up just enjoying the physical, emotional, mental stimulants of this world and our soul slowly decays.
Who cares about your soul?
Holy high-five to you, Mike